Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Chapter 230 - 139 At Least We Are In Love Now

"What’s there to think about?" Zheng Yanyan pouted her lips, but in fact, just now, aside from having a substantive relationship, just about everything else had happened between Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan.

Zheng Yanyan was only wearing a nightgown, which was loosely draped over her, hanging off her elbows and revealing her fair, fragrant shoulders. Her pink, long hair cascaded down, covering her body.

When Zhou Yuwen said this, it actually made Zheng Yanyan feel quite upset inside, oh, I’m already like this, and you’re still thinking?

So you don’t want to sleep with me?

Isn’t that the same as not wanting me at all?

Zheng Yanyan sat on Zhou Yuwen’s lap, her buttocks wrapped in CK, full of resilience.

She lay in Zhou Yuwen’s arms, like a well-behaved kitten, seeking to please her master.

Zhou Yuwen held Zheng Yanyan’s slim waist with one hand, while the other rested behind his head. He laughed upon hearing this. Experience tales with NovelBin.Côm

"I thought about sleeping with you, but then, if we broke up, wouldn’t that be very irresponsible?" Zhou Yuwen said.

"How could we ever break up? Husband, we will always be together!"

Zhou Yuwen had been cold to Zheng Yanyan for three days. During those three days, Zheng Yanyan had many wild thoughts, previously contemplating whether to return to the Capital city after graduation and possibly not being able to stay with Zhou Yuwen.

But in these three days, Zheng Yanyan felt like she was going crazy.

Strangely, Zhou Yuwen was all she thought about, eagerly anticipating him contacting her on WeChat, yet also fearing he would reach out just to break up with her.

In those nights, Zheng Yanyan would dream of Zhou Yuwen, dreaming of him being together with Su Qing, the two of them hand in hand, chatting and laughing in front of her as if she were a stranger.

In the dream, it was as if Zheng Yanyan had a third-person perspective, and sometimes her own thoughts interjected, thinking, If they are together, so be it, it’s not like I’m unwanted.

She spoke boldly, but upon waking, Zheng Yanyan found herself in tears.

She remembered every moment spent with Zhou Yuwen, when he had stood up and saved her at her most helpless.

The instructor had brought them to see a teacher.

The teacher joked that they were a couple.

In the quiet of the night, Zheng Yanyan looked at photos and a video they had taken previously, a video of them under the moonlight the night they had made their relationship official. The more she watched, the more she wanted to cry.

At that moment, Zheng Yanyan felt it didn’t matter whether Zhou Yuwen went to the Capital city or not.

The Capital city didn’t seem that appealing anyway; she might as well stay in Jinling with Zhou Yuwen.

Lu Lin was right; with her capricious and stubborn nature, unyielding to give herself to Zhou Yuwen, there was no way he would have expectations for her.

Men are creatures that think with their lower halves. As long as she gave herself to him, she believed he would always think of her.

So everything that happened tonight was well-prepared by Zheng Yanyan.

But unexpectedly, when it came down to the final step, Zhou Yuwen actually hesitated.

Zheng Yanyan reached out, grabbing Zhou Yuwen’s mouth, puckering his lips, "Don’t you want to be with me? Hm? Don’t you want to be with your adorable wife forever? Hm?"

At that moment, Zheng Yanyan kneeling before Zhou Yuwen indeed looked somewhat adorable.

And Zhou Yuwen said, "Of course I want to be with you."

"But to tell you the truth, Yanyan, I’ve thought a lot over these three days, and it’s clear to see that you’re a good girl who really cares about her integrity, right?"

"You come from a big city, while I’m just an ordinary person who barely managed to settle down in Jinling with the modest savings of my family from a fourth- or fifth-tier small city. Are you really willing to commit yourself to me?"

Zhou Yuwen cradled Zheng Yanyan’s face and asked seriously.

At this point, Zheng Yanyan’s gaze was somewhat unsteady. Zhou Yuwen said, "Before we take that step, you still have a way out, but if it really happens, there won’t be any turning back."

"During this time of cold war with you, I actually thought quite a bit."

"Your family is well-off, and you’re from the Capital city. If you want, there are a bunch of guys chasing after you, pampering you, and I’m just lucky to be dating you."

"But you also know what kind of person I am. It’s impossible for me to coax you or pamper you the way you want. What if we have conflicts in the future? I’m not saying I anticipate us breaking up, but these are real issues we have to face. If it turns out like this time, fighting again, can you be sure you won’t regret it?"

Zhou Yuwen asked.

Zheng Yanyan felt a bit emotional upon hearing this, realizing that Zhou Yuwen had seriously considered their relationship over these three days.

It turned out that over these three days, both of them had been thinking about each other, but neither was willing to say it outwardly.

"Then since you like me so much, why can’t you just indulge me a bit!" Zheng Yanyan said pitifully as she lay down again in Zhou Yuwen’s arms.

"Humph, bad guy." Zheng Yanyan’s voice sounded a bit coquettish.

She definitely knew what kind of person Zhou Yuwen was.

If Zhou Yuwen endlessly indulged her, she wouldn’t even like it.

But sometimes Zhou Yuwen was too stubborn, and she still hoped that Zhou Yuwen would spoil her more, just like this time.

"Do you know how sad I was? You won’t come to the girls’ dorm to apologize and then just hug and kiss me; I would definitely have forgiven you!" Zheng Yanyan said.

"But who knows what you’re really thinking? What if you don’t like me? Then doing that would just be humiliating myself. There’s a term called ’simper,’ and if I really acted like that, to outsiders, I might just be seen as your simper."

"You’re not some simper~" Zheng Yanyan immediately got agitated after hearing this and poutingly said, "I’m the one who simpers over my husband, a little Capital city simp, grumbling, the little simp wants a kiss."

Zheng Yanyan climbed onto Zhou Yuwen and nuzzled his cheek.

"Husband, husband, watch the little simp wag its tail for you, hehe." Zheng Yanyan found this quite amusing.

Zhou Yuwen watched her sprawl in front of him and found it amusing too, pointing at her and saying, "A fluffy little simp!"

"What did you say!" Zheng Yanyan suddenly became agitated. "So annoying."

"I was just trying to make you happy, and you say that about me!" Zheng Yanyan grumbled.

Zhou Yuwen was happily embracing Zheng Yanyan, kissed her on the face, and said, "Okay, I was just joking with you, you’re not a simp, you’re my most beloved little wife."

Zhou Yuwen then held Zheng Yanyan in his arms, and they lay down together on the bed, with him cradling her.

Zheng Yanyan, puzzled, asked, "Why am I the little wife?"

"Because you’re younger. Doesn’t ’little wife’ sound cute?"

"Humph, what little wife, that sounds awful, I’m just your wife!"

"Yes, just my wife, good wife."